Another Year

My old­est had a birth­day. Part of his gift was going to a base­ball game, which has become his birth­day tra­di­tion. He loves going, even though he still hasn’t learned all the lingo or who even all the play­ers are. Some­thing about going to a game is excit­ing. I can relate.

I thought it was sweet because he wanted to take his brother G.

Another thing was he finally {after ask­ing every­day for months} received a Lego Pirates of the Car­ribean Black Pearl Ship.

He put it together in less than 1.5 hours flat. It was ah-mazing to witness.

Oh and…

He is now 9.

Nine

9

Nine

Yeah no mat­ter how I write it he is get­ting older.  And while Mike & I are lov­ing see­ing him grow into a hand­some, bright, lov­ing young man.

DID I men­tion he IS already 9?! That means we are half-way to 18!

Hold me.

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